Event || Custom Fit

[eternitymods]

Who: All
When: September 10th to September 30th
Where: Curti Center and mines around the world
What: Characters assist Ganeshan in developing Custom Jobs.
Warnings/Notes: OOC Post

A. The Lab

As much as Ganeshan requires supplies to create Custom Jobs, he need help at home base. With the large number of potential applicants, outworlders and Curti Center employees are invited to help out in the lab, not only with testing transfer of Jobs to crystals, but in developing the abilities and running safety tests.

Easier said than done when all of these cats aren't roaming throughout the center and claiming everything to be their sitting spot. The interns are trying their best to catherd to little avail.

B. Job Development

The break room contains formal submission papers and pamphlets describing the steps required to develop a Custom Job. Senior employees are available to help characters workshop the abilities, but they mostly want to remain in the break rooms to avoid Ganeshan's constant Job mania. His booming voice is muffled through the doors, interspersed with allergic sneezing.

A room has been prepared for those to practice using their basic job abilities, primarily in making sure they're stable yet not too weak. There is a chance that an improper ability extraction can go wrong and hurt the user, so Ganeshan has group of White Mages are on standby in case things go south.

For those that would rather have all the fun without the work, there is the Ability Simulation and Modeling Room, where characters can design their abilities on the computer and see them play out on the screen before them. There's no limit here, and since Jessie is too busy to keep an eye on everyone, the outfits and visual effects have the potential to get...very, very silly.

C. Heigh-Ho

It's off to work you go. Those crystals won't mine themselves, and anyone strong enough must enter the mine in search of the necessary material. It's tedious, difficult work, and some of these are embedded so deeply in the rock that they might be more trouble than they're worth. Not to mention those gross bugs might not like their homes to be disturbed.

There's also the fact that monsters have a tendency to wander inside and attack, so they'll need some reliable body guards.

There should be more crystals deeper inside, but someone else will have to scout the area...

D. Explore the Dungeon

Which is where this team comes in. All the good stuff is deep in this mine, and reliable navigators are necessary to map out the tunnels without getting lost. There's also the fact that the previous owners of a time long ago didn't want opportunists to take their precious resources and outfitted the rooms with puzzles.

Door Locks are puzzles. Pressure plates activate traps. It's the ultimate test of critical thinking. Some of these don't make sense if you think for too long. Why did they go through all the trouble to program time-based puzzles with falling blocks and symbols? The Pupu are strange. At least the bats here are easy to fight, and the mine cart rides are fun.

Comments

[4got10]

"If it's holographic, I don't think you have to worry about your stomach too much partner."

"That's why you’ve got a hoodie. It’s the perfect protection. Most the time.”

[sassafrisk]

"Hoodies. Plural." Frisk says, smirking. They had spent a lot of gil on custom enchantment commissions. "For when stuff like this happens, and a bunch of elemental and status resistance hoodies too. I think the only one I'm missing is a darkness resistance one, which, for whatever reason, is very hard to find somebody willing to enchant one for me."

[4got10]

Chara whistles, just a little.

"That's a lot of scratch, mirror. You've sure been keeping busy since you got here. That's a good thing too, probably. The cleaning bills are going to be killer."

[sassafrisk]

Frisk winks and shoots finger guns at Chara in a way that somehow suggests "I am in great pain just thinking about that." "You know it. As profitable as shaking down monsters out in the fields is, it's just as expensive getting their guts and magic residue and rock bits off the goods. After a particularly messy day, once I got done showering for two hours straight and went to go get stuff cleaned, the establishment took one look at me and marched me straight outside. Had to do it the old-fashioned way." A faux-haunted look passes over their face. "I had to scrub for six. Straight. Hours. Just to get the pants clean."

[4got10]

Chara winces a little at that. Ouch indeed, the cleaning time more than anything.

"Well...it feels like I should say you learned a valuable life lesson, but I have no idea what," Chara answers, shrugging with a smirk. "But I guess if I ever need some help cleaning monster bug gunk off my stuff, I know who to call." They say, with a wink, gently nudging Frisk in the side with their elbow.

[sassafrisk]

Frisk rolls their eyes and give an exaggerated sigh, but it's easy to tell they're resisting the urge to snicker. "Fiiiiiine. I charge by the hour, though. Payment can be rendered in gil, knives--preferably non-shitty ones that won't break whenever I throw them, but I'm pretty sure they're mythical at this point--compliments, kisses, or any combination of the above."

[4got10]

Smirk growing a bit, Chara learns their arm on Frisk's shoulder, smile widening. "Oh yeah? What is the exchange rate from gil to kisses, mirror?"

Why not. Being covered in sweat and zombie guts is obviously the best time to play-flirt.

[sassafrisk]

Truly, the romantic atmosphere could only be enhanced by a copious amount of candles and pasta. Frisk is the flirtmaster, after all. After hemming and hawing for a bit, Frik says, "I suppose it would depend on the quality of the kiss. Although from someone like you... I think just one would suffice for hours of grueling, miserable work."

[4got10]

Chara snorts, head bowed for a moment as they try to hold back and hide their laughter, and maybe take a bit of a breath away from the zombie stench. Especially when they double down and pretend to swoon a bit, hand to their forehead.

"Oh Frisk, you have such a way with words! Surely, I will always pass you my dirty trash clothes, if it means a kiss from those lips." Then they smirk, and wink. "...Say, mirror. This deal is kind of slanted way in my favor, don't you think?"

[sassafrisk]

Frisk, likewise, is struggling to contain their laughter. Sparring with Chara, literally or flirtwise, was always a blast. But dangit they were the flirtmaster, there was no way they going to give up now! It was time to up the ante in this game of flirt chicken.

They put a hand to their heart, fluttering their eyelashes. "Oh, you make me blush! I suppose the only way to find out which one of us is truly the better kisser is to test it right here, right now, while we're both covered in zombie guts." They stare Chara dead in the eye in a silent challenge.

[4got10]

Chara might be the more skilled and familiar with combat than Frisk, but when it comes to flirting they're nowhere near the master class Frisk is. Frisk might say that they're blushing, but it's Chara who's face is going beet red, despite trying to keep their smirk up.

"I guess, I-" they stammer a minute, trying to think up something to even say to that, hand rubbing futilely at their cheek as they try, and fail, to hid embarrassment. "I guess it's what has to be done! You go first, partner."

[sassafrisk]

Oh no. Oh noooo. Frisk hadn't expected Chara to double down after their last flirtstrife. For a moment, they consider stopping, laughing the whole thing off. But they were not going to be one to blink first. Period.

So after only a moment's hesitation, and blushing furiously, they wrap their arms around Chara's shoulders, smile flirtatiously, and lean in. They look directly into Chara's eyes in one final dare.

[4got10]

You have to be kidding them. Frisk is, apparently, not going to be one to balk out of a flirtoff. And while Frisk might be able to keep a straight face during this last stretch, Chara is having a harder and harder time doing so, face just managing to go even redder, their mouth quivering as they stifle awkward, nervous laughter.

Chara only puts one arm around Frisk's own shoulders, the other going underneath their jacket. Face still flustered, they move in just a little. Then they pull out the Garland doll they gotten in August when the Empire opened up, bopping its fabricy head against Frisk's face gently, the doll just announcing "I SHALL KNOCK YOU ALL DOWN!" in its usual tone.

"Geez, I guess that settles it. You have to be a pretty good kisser to get that kind of reaction from him," Chara jokes, face still beat red. Alright Frisk. You've proven it. You are the master of the flirtoff.

[sassafrisk]

Frisk can't help but to look relieved when Chara backs off at the last second. As much of a hopeless, competitive flirt as they are, they actually want their first kiss to be special. Not just to be the result of romantic chicken. "Tall, armored, deep voice, big sword, edgy? Yeah, I could be into it," Frisk says, face completely straight. "Do you think you could set us up on a date?"